33. Wearing a Little Skirt
Inside the fitting room.
Jiang Zhi unfolded the clothes in her hands one by one. After seeing the style clearly, she unconsciously swallowed and revealed a hint of difficulty on her face.
Do I really have to wear this?
Do I really really have to wear it?
Do I really really really have to wear it? (Yes, I’m just trying to increase my word count)
At this moment, it felt as if there were two little people fighting in Jiang Zhi’s mind. One was an angelic little Jiang Zhi, and the other was a devilish little Jiang Zhi.
The angelic little one said: Come on, wear it! You’re a girl now; girls should wear skirts!
The devilish little one said: Nononono! You’re a real man! Can you face your little brother who has passed away by doing this? Your little brother will cry!
Ahhhh, this is so annoying!
Fine, I’ll wear it!
After all, she wasn’t buying it. Jiang Jie would keep urging her if she didn’t wear it. But if it’s just to try it on…
Well, it’s not entirely unacceptable!
Thinking this, Jiang Zhi made up her mind, slowly, trembling all over, she took off the short-sleeved top and long pants she was wearing.
Jiang Ruyan had given her two pieces of clothing.
One was a pure black off-the-shoulder puff sleeve shirt, and the other was a brown A-line mini skirt.
Jiang Zhi first put on the shirt, awkwardly adjusting the wide neckline.
Next, she widened the skirt, slid her long legs through it, and with the help of the elastic band inside the skirt, she heard a clear “snap” sound as the skirt perfectly gathered at her waist.
After doing all this, Jiang Zhi looked at herself in the full-length mirror—
The fitted off-the-shoulder shirt outlined her upper body’s curves exquisitely, her collarbone smooth as jade, with deep ravines, and the thin straps added a touch of allure to her delicate shoulders.
The skirt barely covered the upper part of her thighs, with the deep color of the skirt contrasting against her fair legs, creating an extremely strong visual impact.
This wasn’t Jiang Zhi’s first time wearing a skirt.
But wearing it as a real woman—this was her first time.
Jiang Zhi pressed her red lips together, her face flushed like cherry blossoms, her left hand instinctively covered the gap at her chest, her hips slightly tilted, and her right hand tugged at the hem of the skirt, trying to make it cover her knees as much as possible.
Is this okay?
Is it really okay?
The skirt is so short, with my lower half feeling empty. If I wear this out, will I really not expose anything?
And is it really okay to show so much of my shoulders? Why does off-the-shoulder clothing even exist? Speaking of which, will this shirt really not fall off…
Hiss…
Considering her size, it seems like it really won’t fall off, so I can barely accept that.
At this moment, Jiang Zhi felt her brain going crazy. Shame, excitement, novelty, fear… all kinds of emotions intertwined, and she could vaguely feel an inexplicable thrill and pleasure.
Her body trembled uncontrollably again.
“Phew… Calm down…”
Breathing gradually stabilized, Jiang Zhi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She compelled herself to look straight at the woman in the mirror to achieve a desensitizing effect.
This method really works.
The blush on Jiang Zhi’s face gradually dissipated. Facing the mirror, for some reason, she suddenly felt a gust of wind, lifted her skirt hem, and gently twirled around.
So beautiful…
She thought foolishly.
I must admit, Jiang Jie has a great eye; with this outfit, Jiang Zhi’s originally commanding aura became even more seductive.
If only paired with a pair of high heels…
Wait, what am I thinking?!
Jiang Zhi suddenly jolted out of her fantasy.
Oh my god!
Realizing what she had just thought, Jiang Zhi’s face turned red again. Her lips trembled, and she slowly crouched down, covering her cheeks with both hands, letting out a “woo woo woo” sound through her fingers.
“Woo woo woo…”
What am I thinking?!
Although it is indeed beautiful.
But I’m a guy! Can a guy be called beautiful? Even if I’m also a girl now…
No, I can’t think about this anymore.
Jiang Zhi thought that if she continued, she might really get tangled up in this.
Shaking her head, she reached for the doorknob of the fitting room, planning to call Jiang Ruyan in first.
This appearance cannot be seen by others.
Just let Jiang Jie and Qian Qian see it. After they’ve looked, she’ll take it off. Every second spent in this off-the-shoulder outfit and skirt is tormenting her.
“Click—”
The fitting room door was pushed open.
A tall figure overshadowed Jiang Zhi completely. Jiang Zhi blinked in surprise and looked up, and the next second…
“Oh my god!” Jiang Zhi exclaimed.
“Oh my god!” Su Yan’s eyes widened.
“W-wait a minute!”
Jiang Zhi’s face turned red at an observable speed. She hugged herself with both arms, her tone was unprecedentedly flustered: “D-don’t look at me!”
“I-I didn’t mean to!”
Su Yan also became unusually flustered. Jiang Zhi’s words made him instinctively cover his eyes, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped.
Hmm?
Su Yan lowered his hand and looked at the woman in front of him, slightly bent over to protect her chest, her posture awkward and shy—wasn’t she that coffee shop girl he had a certain connection with? Her name was Jiang Zhi, right?
Hiss…
Is there something wrong with his eyes?
No way?
So what is this person saying?
At first, Su Yan thought it was his problem. He rubbed his eyes, a helpless expression on his face: “Dude, what are you saying? You’re wearing clothes, what’s the issue here?”
He genuinely thought he had seen something he shouldn’t have.
In that instant, he nearly believed that his career was coming to an end.
“Uh? Y-you’re right…”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering.
She looked down at the clothes she was wearing and finally realized it indeed seemed like that…
She was wearing clothes.
But for her, being seen in a skirt and being seen naked didn’t seem to make much of a difference, right?
Anyway, it was still so embarrassing…
Realizing the foolishness she had just committed, Jiang Zhi immediately wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. She nervously fiddled with her fingers, and under her dark hair, a faint hint of pink emerged.
She felt that this fitting room was not a fitting room but a steamer.
Going in was raw, coming out was cooked—just like her face, experiencing repeated flushes and cool downs.
After quite a while, Jiang Zhi finally emerged from her embarrassment. She looked at Su Yan, bit her lip, and asked, “What are you doing here?”
This is so chaotic, really chaotic!
Darn it, how did I bump into him here?! And I was just seen in such an embarrassing state! This is literally social death!
“What else could I be doing?”
Su Yan replied, sipping his milk tea: “Just out shopping… Why are you looking at me? Want some milk tea? I won’t give you any.”
“Go away, who wants your milk tea?”
Oh wow, shopping actually brought me to a women’s clothing store? Jiang Zhi internally complained, thinking that Su Yan might have a cross-dressing fetish. On the surface, he was a famous esports player, but behind the scenes, he might actually be a little boy consuming “everything” on some app!
“Fine, if you’re not drinking, I’m leaving.”
“Go away, go away, go away!”
Su Yan purposely grinned teasingly, cast a glance at her, and was about to leave.
He was unsure why Jiang Zhi had such a bad attitude towards him, but he didn’t bother to dig deeper. This unexpected meeting was purely incidental, and he thought it was better to get rid of this girl sooner.
After all, there were plenty of people who disliked him.
However, just as he was about to move, Jiang Zhi suddenly heard a familiar voice outside…
“Sister Jiang, can Qian Qian see Mommy in a skirt now?”
“Probably? Don’t worry, your Sister Jiang is invincible. If Mommy doesn’t wear it, I’ll dock Mommy’s salary!”
!!!
Jiang Zhi’s scalp went numb instantly.
No, no, this is heading towards a father-daughter reunion!
She grabbed Su Yan, who was about to leave, and with a sudden force, she pulled him into the fitting room.
Su Yan was dazed: “Hey, you…”
“Bang!”
Jiang Zhi said nothing, just pushed Su Yan against the wall with a wall slam. On her tiptoes, she extended a finger to her lips, grinning and making a “shh” sound.
“Don’t say a word!” The look in her eyes was filled with threat, a simple meaning… if you dare to make a sound, you’re finished!
Su Yan: ???
Everything happened so suddenly that now he finally understood his current situation—Jiang Zhi had him pinned against the wall. Staring into her alluring eyes, his throat swallowed hard, and his hands instinctively took on a surrendering posture.
“If you really want milk tea, I can give it to you,” Su Yan said weakly, “Do we really need to go this far, sis?”
